Well, that little feller's been gone for over a month now, but I have to say this week I've been feeling strange. There are times I've been confident and full of energy. other times, I've felt like a fish out of water. This morning, I almost thought he'd come back.
I was awake at dawn. I was hungry. I could do anything I want, and I didn't want to do anything I could. Life feels strange because I don't have a head full of stuff to keep at bay. That's not what i'm used to. But three hours later, I still haven't eaten. I made a cup of tea, and drank only a couple of mouthfuls. No, the demon's gone. I'm alone. It's just me now.
I feel strong, and capable, and talented. I wish I didn't.
5 comments:
I'm glad for you
(if that's the correct response)
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(((Gordie)))
the thing is, dear gordie, you ARE strong capable and talented
whether you feel it or not. . .
XXX
Whether I wanna be, isn't up for debate. (drat and darn some days, trust me.......)
Is it safe for me to say the difference between solitude and loneliness is how one's liking the company they're keeping?
Maybe not--but go figure I said it just the same, huh?
Eat something, please?
OOh I like it. Like your blog!
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